Twilight Smoke Painting

# chief assistant
Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

Jixiang still had no confidence in herself. She asked, "What if I mess things up? Those women are all from renowned families. I am worried that I will cause trouble for Mrs. Xie."

Chang Hong sighed. She then grabbed hold of Jixiang's shoulders and looked her in the eye. She said in a serious tone, "Mrs. Xie trusts you. Hence, you should do your best to complete this task. Jixiang, not all women have such opportunities. If you don't seize this chance, you might regret it for the rest of your life."

She continued, "You just need to teach them, right? You can just teach them the way that you were taught. Once you start doing it, you will discover that it was actually not as difficult as you imagined."

Upon hearing this, Jixiang looked down and fell silent.

After a while, she looked up with a look of resolution. She asked, "In that case, Sister Hong, can you secretly give me some hints later?"

"Alright," Chang Hong agreed while nodding her head.

Without Prejudice